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Ignorance is Bliss
I'm a New Yorker. I've lived in the Big Apple just shy of twenty-five years. For much of that time, I lived blissfully in The East Village, a neighborhood that had its heyday when Peace, Love and Understanding were all the rage.
Appropriately, the East Village was home to a store called Jubb’s Longevity, which was around long before gentrification pushed the hippies aside. The store's proprietor, Jubb, was a Breatharian, a practitioner of the philosophy that it’s both possible and healthiest to live on air and light as your sole source of nourishment. Yes, you read my words correctly.
Upon learning this fact from my friend who functioned as the unofficial mayor of the East Village, I said two things in this order: 1) "Only in the East Village" and 2) "What could they possibly sell in the store, if there’s nothing to consume?” My friend and I went in to find out. I recall books sparsely spread out on the shelves and maybe some teas and herbal cleanses. Needless to say, I didn't buy anything. Nor did I go back to Jubb's Longevity again.
I hadn’t thought about the store in years. Recently, I found myself nostalgically longing for the days of Jubb. I had just read an article on the internet that rice, the proverbial health food, may contain arsenic.
"Hmm, am I really slowly poisoning my two-year-old daughter, Claire?" I thought. "Great. Now what?"
Why is it that seemingly innocent internet searches suddenly lead me to any number of doomsday proclamations? I swear; I do not go looking for this stuff. I'm just trying to feed my child.
I google "healthiest cereal" only to find out my box of corn flakes may be laced with "excitotoxins." Legumes are a good choice, but they just might be filled to the brim with "phytates."
Do I know what excitotoxins and phytates are? No, but evidently they are bad. Do I believe that they are bad? I haven't a clue.
My favorite is when I googled “how to make your own bread”. I stumbled upon an article called: “Is Wheat Evil?” Come on; you can call yourself a Paleo proponent or an Atkins enthusiast. Really, I'm down with everyone's choices. But, people, wheat is not evil!
I'm beginning to wonder if it's the internet that's evil. It has officially driven me crazy. Particularly because I have no idea who to believe, anyway. I can find the opposite viewpoint on another site just as easily, argued by people just as vociferously with just as much research to back up their claims.
The saying goes that knowledge is power. I say the World Wide Web has turned knowledge into paralysis.
Which brings me back to Jubb…Maybe, he was on to something. Maybe, he was ahead of his time. Maybe, it would be easier to live on air.
Since that’s clearly not possible, I intend to stop googling altogether. Ignorance is bliss -- A truism that has been around much longer than both the internet and the Breatharians.
Rachel Demas aspired to guest post on Menopausal Mother, so she could claim honorary membership in Marcia's Nuthouse. Her own brand of crazy can be found at the Tao of Poop, where Rachel blogs about the shock and amazement of being a first-time mom. Claire, her delightful and impossible two year old, serves as a constant source of inspiration and frustration. Along for the ride are her husband, George, and two cats, Lloyd and Sophia. Please consider this bio your invitation to come along for the ride too...